Ha-rin stands in a dressing room corridor, wearing a breathtaking gold and ivory gown with star embellishments. She adjusts the star pin on her collar. The DRAG THRONE stage lights glow through the door ahead.

Ha-rin walks down the DRAG THRONE entrance corridor. The crowd roar is audible even before she emerges. Camera crew surrounds her, but she walks alone.

Ha-rin emerges onto the DRAG THRONE stage. The massive audience erupts. She is radiant in gold. The judges' table is visible — three House-affiliated judges watch nervously.

Close-ups of the judges reacting to Ha-rin's arrival. They exchange nervous glances. The host introduces her.

Ha-rin takes her seat as a guest judge. The host gestures to the empty stage. The music shifts — something slower, more intimate.

Ha-rin stands and walks to the center microphone. The stage lights dim except for the spotlight on her. The judges watch in silence.

Ha-rin begins speaking. Her voice is calm at first, then grows stronger. The crowd is silent, listening.

Ha-rin's speech continues. She addresses the audience directly, calling out to the queens in the crowd.

Ha-rin extends her hand toward the stage. Her voice rises with emotion.

Ha-rin's voice rings out across the arena. The call is made.

The first queens begin to stand. Then more. Then dozens. The stage entrance lights up as they begin to move.

More and more queens flood toward the stage. The crowd is cheering. Ha-rin watches them come.

Cut to Seoul. An empty club. The screens show DRAG THRONE live. Madame Sora sits alone in the darkness.

Sora's face in the darkness. She watches the screen. Her expression is unreadable.

Back on the DRAG THRONE stage. Ha-rin is surrounded by queens now. She continues her speech through the chaos.

Ha-rin's voice rises. The queens around her are listening. The crowd is silent.

Ha-rin raises her voice one final time. The star pin catches the light.

The crowd erupts. 'ESTRELA! ESTRELA! ESTRELA!' The chant fills the arena.

Backstage. The noise from the arena is muffled. Ha-rin walks alone down a quiet corridor.

Ha-rin removes the star pin from her collar. She holds it in her palm.

Ha-rin whispers. Her voice is quiet but clear. She is speaking to La Estrela.

Close-up of Ha-rin's face. She whispers the words that have haunted her since she landed in Seoul.

Seoul skyline at night. The five House sigils glow in the distance — House Glass, House Mourning, House Iron, House Salt, House Lotus. They are dim.

Final frame. House Estrela-Seoul's star shines above Seoul's skyline. It is the brightest light in the city.